Friday, April 8, 2011

Yellow, beckoning

Peeking out briefly
from behind a cloud,
the flirtatious sun
winks a jaunty eye
and thousands of daffodils
burst into ecstatic bloom.
basking on a friend's back deck,
I become that golden song,
that yellow beckoning
that is sun, that is light, that is life
that is the breathless exuberance
of a new daffodil.
See, now I unfold my petals
canary wings exploding into flight --
all for you;
all for you.

1 comment:

Maureen said...

"the breathless exuberance / of a new daffodil" is lovely, as is the image of "canary wings exploding into flight".

Have a wonderful weekend.